Kouhei's hands slid forward, gripping Hina's slender, delicate hips.
Her skin felt impossibly soft, so smooth it almost seemed like Hina could melt into the warmth of Kouhei's palms at any second.
Hina stayed where she was, body lowered and waiting, her breath catching in her throat as she braced herself.
On the surface, her face looked calm, her lips parted only slightly—but inside, her heart was pounding, and a faint tremor of nervous anticipation ran through her.
Kouhei lifted his cock, the tip glistening, and aimed it straight at Hina's dripping wet pussy.
Then, without the slightest hesitation, he thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her.
"Nghhhh!"
Her tight pussy swallowed his dick whole, the heat of her insides wrapping around him like velvet.
He felt her slick walls clamp down, squeezing him so snugly it sent a shudder rolling up his back.
